Tokyo Ghost Diary

"Tsk tsk, Brother Kumamoto, this little white girl is really good-looking. When we get the money, are we really going to let her go?"

In the lobby on the third floor of the abandoned building, a lean young man with dyed yellow hair was playing tricks with a butterfly knife in his hand. He stared at Liz who was tied to a concrete beam with lewd eyes and said with a smile: " Isn’t this too wasteful?”

"Take it away, you are so perverted." The woman in the couple who kidnapped Liz glanced coldly at the lean young man with yellow hair: "If you want to die, we don't want to accompany you."

Huang Mao sneered and turned to the woman: "Now that things have happened, you still think you can get away with it, right? Yes, yes, you have your reasons. You do this to treat your damn father. Then guess, will the police listen to your explanation? Don't have such wishful thinking, Yoshida, we can't hold back."

"You!" The woman named Yoshida stared angrily.

"Forget it Haruko..." Perhaps because he had seen Huang Mao's power, the boyfriend standing next to Yoshida Haruko was obviously a little wary of him. He pulled his girlfriend's arm, frowned, and advised: "Don't be the same as him."

"Okay, shut up." Sitting on a chair, playing with his mobile phone in his hand, the sturdy man who was previously called "Brother Kumamoto" by Huang Mao spoke up, his voice was slightly low, if Gen Hoshino was here, he would definitely be able to I heard that this was the voice that I had spoken to him on the phone before.

He looked at Liz, who was tied up next to him, still pouting her little mouth stubbornly and not even crying, and said with a smile: "This little guy is not like one that can be raised by ordinary families, monkey, you are like this The target we are looking for this time is a big fish."

Being stared at so directly by the fierce Kumamoto, Liz's eyes became more stubborn. She knew that she had been kidnapped, and she also knew that she might die. Are she afraid? terrified.

The fear was about to overwhelm her, but she knew that she could not cry. Crying would not solve the problem. On the contrary, it would be more likely to make her situation more dangerous because of being too noisy, so even though she had suffered a heavy blow not long ago, The slap still hurt the left side of her face, but she still didn't cry. She was not an innocent little girl who didn't understand anything. After all, she was born in such a family, and innocence was not a compliment...

But even so, she also knew that resisting the urge to cry could only save herself from suffering more pain at the moment. The final decision was not in her hands.

At this point, all she can do is pray in her heart that her aunt and uncle will have enough influence in Tokyo and that the police in Tokyo can be more powerful. She really hasn't lived enough yet and doesn't want to live in single digits.

On the other side, after listening to Brother Kumamoto’s words, the yellow-haired young man called “Monkey” laughed: “Isn’t that just right? I can make a little more before going abroad. I say Brother Kumamoto, let’s get the two million. After US dollars, how much will the next round cost?”

"Don't worry, we'll wait until the first payment arrives." Kumamoto stood up and moved his arms, making a sound like crackling beans all over his body. At this time, he suddenly realized something, frowned and said, "Big dog, a few minutes." No more reporting, monkey, ask what’s going on.”

The lean young man known as Monkey shrugged, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call. The ringing lasted for a while and the call was answered.

"Big dog, are you fucking dead? Brother Kumamoto asked you to go up to the rooftop to observe the surroundings. That's how you observed it? What's the situation? Report it!" Monkey yelled into the mobile phone, the second largest person in the gang. The status of the eldest brother Kumamoto is clearly evident.

However, there was no immediate response from "Big Dog" on the other end of the phone. Instead, there was the sound of a piece of clothing being dragged against the ground.

The monkey frowned: "Big dog?"

No one spoke on the other side.

"Big dog, are you dead?!"

There was still no one on the other side making a sound.

"What's going on?" Kumamoto also realized something was wrong. His face darkened and he looked at the monkey.

The monkey looked back with an ugly expression: "Brother Kumamoto, the big dog didn't respond."

At this moment, the sound of clothing rubbing together that had only sounded on the phone appeared in the hall.

Everyone in the hall turned their attention to the source of the sound.

A few seconds later, a young man whose appearance was incompatible with the surrounding environment appeared in everyone's sight. He was holding a wooden stick and a mobile phone in his right hand, and dragging a tall and thin man who didn't know whether to live or die with his left hand. The man's neck There is also a pair of military binoculars hanging on it. Obviously, this is the "big dog" that Monkey and Kumamoto call responsible for detecting the surrounding situation.

Gen Hoshino threw the "big dog" out, and the muffled sound produced by the adult man's body colliding with the ground brought everyone in the hall who was stunned by Gen Hoshino's appearance back to reality.

Kumamoto, who came to his senses instantly, looked behind Gen Hoshino for the first time, and then ran to the window in three steps. After confirming that the police had not discovered and surrounded him, his tense heart suddenly relaxed.

A ferocious smile appeared on his fierce face: "Young people today are really pretentious. They are quite capable if they can find this place, but their brains are not very good... I have said that Japanese animations are harmful to people. In reality, I want to be Heroic people usually don't end well."

"Monkey, don't you want to make more money? Go, don't kill people."

"Haha." The monkey smiled a little crazily, playing with the butterfly knife in his hand and pressing forward step by step towards Hoshino Gen, like a hunter who wants to tease his prey.

however--

"Ah——!!!!" A shrill and terrifying scream came from the monkey's throat. He looked at his bloody arm in horror, where his arm had completely disappeared, and along with a piece of blood It splashed and rolled to the ground.

And Hoshino Gen, who was three meters away from the monkey just a second ago, had appeared in front of him at some point, and the one who knocked the monkey's entire arm away was the stick picked up by the roadside in Hoshino Gen's hand. It's an ordinary wooden stick, but if someone looks closely, they can find that there are wisps of icy mist exuding from the stick.

The monkey fell to the ground in pain, wailing and rolling all over the ground until Hoshino Gen passed by him and stepped on his neck. There was only a "click" sound, as if something was broken, and the monkey screamed. The moment came to an abrupt end.

What suddenly stopped was not just the monkey's wailing, but also all the movements in the entire hall.

In the dead silence, Kumamoto's expression had completely frozen. Haruko Yoshida and her boyfriend also had frightened faces. As for Liz, who was tied to the concrete beam, she had not even recovered from her shock when she saw Gen Hoshino appear in front of her. Come back to consciousness.